The windows of the warehouse were supercilious and glumptious. There was no furniture or pictures on the walls, only a whole lot of boxes piled up on the floor. It was a chaotic scene, and most of the people working there didn’t know what to do or where.

But I could see now that the warehouse was actually a great club. All the furniture, the pictures, the TV screens, the chairs, the tables, the lamps, the door knobs and the hinges were all in one fell swoop, piled up in the warehouse in what appeared to be a gigantic heap upon the floor.